A re-imagined KOTOR told from the perspective of a certain amnesic Dark Lord. First posted in on breasted.xyz Newly re-appointed Supreme Commander Revan is, as usual, incapable of taking a break without it turning into a mission. Apparently that's just his luck. Carth wishes his husband would take a Forcedamn break.
Bastila Shan, Carth Onasi, and Naver Atariks, who is secretly Revan Skirata, the former Dark Lord of the Sith, are seen running through the halls of the Leviathan, trying to make it to their own ship, the Ebon Hawk. As they turn down another hallway Revan felt a dark and ominous presence just behind an upcoming door. "Hey guys, wait!". Post SW KOTOR, LSF Revan and Carth: After searching for Carth's son Dustil takes a turn for the worst, Revan leaves her old life behind, and has returned to a life of smuggling. But her friends don't give up that easily. This is a Sequel to my fic Promise.
revan is tiny and feral and a hundred percent down to fight someone behind a dumpster at denny's at midnight Alek is Having A Bad Day Revan has never been one to sit aside and let things happen, she just doesn't know how. At the same time, Carth Onasi and Bastila Shan hunt for the Sith stalking the remaining Jedi and the errant Revan, now missing for over two and a half years. With their old companions missing and Revan’s droids in the Exile’s hands, success is ever-fleeting.